HiddenEntries (A Wholly Owned Cynthia Publishing Company Subsidiary Blog)

A Culture Vulture Evening last night in La-La Land. Unlike what was taking place at the same time 3,000 mi. eastward, there were no Robitussin-hued Coolidge-Hoover revanchists on this stage, and any use of ketamine here was pretty much accepted if not mandated, given the demands of the setting: appropriate high-energy melodic voice-projection, wild waving of arms & hands, exaggerated leg-kicks that were most definitely not meant to be interpreted as goose-stepping or some other type of ultra salute etc. In addition to being entertained & awed, we were amused, but not in that way where the dictator shrugs and implores, ‘Are you not amused!’ Every crowd reaction here was natural, genuine, organic, not performative.

Elsewhere on the Cybertruck-news beat now…HAPPY F—IN’ MARDI GRAS, CHER!

Yo! Nice time yesterday in the upscale (south of the Boulevard!) Los Angeles neighborhood of Encino, where young Leo Richard Mitchell, stepgrandson of the criminally tan man in your photo lede here, threw a party in celebration of his 6th birthday, the date of which takes place this Friday, March 6, 2025. Felicitations, youngster!

While we wait for the Impending Purge to take effect, here’s a stunning visual reminder that Martin Scorsese fancied the Friends of The Green Wave here to be big hitters when the blood & violence do start to flow freely. Indeed, Dodgers GM Andrew Friedman a proud Tulanian himself!

Hey! How ya’ doin’ over there? Well, that’s good! Already almost through the first two months of this Year of Our King & Redeemer Project 2025.

Hey! Is there anyone still out there? No? Well, then, that’s good, too! Welcome back! More important, how ’bout dem E-A-G-L-E-S Eagles! We were all screaming ‘Go Birds!’ last night, I’d guess.

Back when the Jankies had hope in the Series, prior to Game 2. Little did the man pictured in the lede snap realize that he would become immortalized in every Dodger sizzle reel from now to eternity. Ladies & gentlemen, once again, Alex Verdughole…VERDUGHOLE!

VERDUGHOLE (#24), to JUDGE (left) and SOTO (right): And this is how I’m gonna swing when I strike-out to end the Series on Wednesday…

In honor of your dia del los muertos today, plus the accompanying chill in the air over here now in still-sunny Southern California, we pulled out this appropriate pair of stockings. For all those we loved who have gone before us, and yes, even we ourselves who one day shall pass that way, too…salute!

As we do on this here Web log every Nov. 1, we humbly present this gorgeous song in commemoration of this giant day on the Roman Catholic liturgical calendar: All Saints’ Day.